team playa

yo, 12:30am, i was @ work...2am, i was blind sided by a stray rubber band from a beginner rubberband sniper, 2:30am i was hit again by another rubber band to the retina by the clumsiest girl @ UPS, however; her skills at rubber banding are getting better. 5:30am bolted from Gastonia towards my home so that i could pack and get ready for my 11am departure to the airport for my 8 days of panama, bad drinking water, low connectivity, bad food, poor recycling standards, good honest people, and open hearts...awww, i just gave myself a hug. anyways, who cares who wins the tour. all of them are serious dopers. as i slam this last bit of egg and burrito in my mouth, i am forced to ponder this nagging question..."if i could fight anyone in the world, past or present...who would it be?"



yo, i'm so dang sleepy, and half awake, half asleep that i don't even know what time zone i'm in. i'm gonna need a Monster to get myself right again. oh, and this picture? it's a chicken eating contest, in which i'd say i got the better of andy king. THIR